Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Seeing the scene where members of his family swore allegiance to Hestia in response to the goddess' mercy, Jian Yulei narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

And with the promised help from the three of Sakura, Hestia turned back to look at Jian Yulei again, the expression on her face softened a little.

"Xiaojian, you must bear a large part of the responsibility for this matter, so you must help me later."

"What do you want to do?"

"Do you still need to ask..." Looking at the Tower of Babel standing under the sky in the early morning, Hestia's voice was flat but firm: "Of course it is a sign for adventurers of other families, go into the dungeon, and put Chen Mojun is back."

……

Dungeon.

"pat, pat..."

Chen Mo walked out of the passageway of the vertical ladder slowly. On the long sword held in his right hand, the scarlet blood streaked across the black blade, dripping drop by drop along the tip of the sword to the ground.

The current floor is No.16.

Although there is no sun rising and moon setting in the dungeon, it is impossible to know exactly how much time has passed, but Chen Mo is still aware of the fact that he has been fighting monsters in the dungeon for quite a long time.

And the evidence is the number of horrible kills starting from the No. 13 floor, which caused blood to flow from almost every floor.

"Crack-"

Not long after Chen Mo entered the sixteenth floor, several small cracking sounds came from the surrounding stone walls.

The palm of the hand that was holding the hilt of the sword was tightened, and a sore feeling rose along the forearm. He fought against Lv.2 monsters all night long. And physique, also began to feel tired.

However, Chen Mo's eyes became brighter and brighter, feeling the soreness and powerlessness constantly coming from all over his body.

In the state of [Black Swordsman] with the basic professional skills fully activated, Chen Mo can clearly sense that something is conceived in his sword skills... Or it is a bit too vague to say this, but this feeling is It is extremely strong, and it is definitely not a vain fantasy.

"Crack clack..."

Around Chen Mo, the sound of stone walls breaking became more and more intense.

Pairs of bloodthirsty, savage, yet cunning animal pupils passed through the cracked stone wall and locked onto the thin figure in black in the passageway on the floor.

"Chong--!"

Facing the prying eyes of these monsters, Chen Mo shook his right hand, and the cold and stern sword sound immediately filled the entire floor.

The swordsman, the lord of a hundred soldiers, the gentleman, should be as gentle as jade, with a restrained edge.

But the sword is also a tool for killing and cutting. The blade has two sides. If it doesn't hurt others, it will hurt yourself.

Chen Mo's cold eyes ignored all kinds of monsters that emerged from the stone wall one after another around him, raised his sword slightly, and leaned forward.

The cold hilt of the sword was held in his hand, as if there was a blood connection, like an arm and a finger.

next moment.

Chen Mo, draw out the sword...

……

In Feng Yu's hostess tavern, Seele was repeating the action of wiping the tables and chairs.

Although generally speaking, places like taverns don't have any customers in the morning, but she still does her best to do what she can do well.

After cleaning a set of tables and chairs, Xi'er straightened her waist, supported her slightly sore back with her hands, and stretched vigorously.

After stretching, she put the tablecloth on the counter of the tavern, pulled a chair, sat down in the opposite direction, and then rested her chin on the back of the chair, staring at the empty street outside the store with a pair of gray eyes. , suddenly remembered a certain customer who has often been concerned about the business of the store recently, and the sales are very generous.

"Ah, to be able to talk to a beauty like Ms. Seele, I feel like I've been healed every time. What kind of magic is this?" ——This is this guest, every time he comes back from an adventure in the dungeon, he must drink A word that would be used to make fun of her.

What a rather inconspicuous guest.

"If it weren't for his generosity, my mother would have dragged him into the blacklist of refusal to receive!" The store manager would say that every time he saw her being molested by customers, but it didn't seem to be true. The angry look made her feel very funny.

Because all the adventurers who have molested her in the past have been severely taught by the store manager, only Chen Mo is an exception.

But why?Is it because this guest is generous?

The store manager answered her like this: "That kid isn't teasing you at all, he's just distracting... I don't know why he gets so much pressure all day long. It's a poor man."

Xi'er couldn't understand what the store manager said, because in her opinion, this customer lived a very carefree life - there was a fairly harmonious family, and the two juniors in the family admired him very much, and he seemed to be He is a very powerful adventurer who earned quite a fortune by hunting monsters to obtain magic stones. I often heard rumors about him some time ago, such as the Lv.1 adventurer hunting the Minotaur alone. The fastest-upgrading rookie, the small blade of the god Hestia, the black holy sword user and so on.

But, the dark holy sword user... what a cool title.

When she learned from other business customers that Chen Mo had such a handsome title, Xi'er was still envious for a while.

I don't know what the guest is doing now?

It should still be the same as usual, leading the younger adventurers to hunt monsters in the dungeon, right?

While thinking about the generous customer in her mind, there was a sudden noisy conversation outside the store, which brought Xier back to her senses.

"Hey, have you heard..."

"...It turned out to be the dark holy sword user..."

"Eh? No way..."

Sensitively grasping the words "the dark holy sword user" in the conversation, Xier stood up, ran out of the shop, and stopped several adventurers who were passing by on the street.

"Wait a minute, adventurers, what were you talking about just now?"